jeffrey robin · Sep 22, 2010
years and you years and i

and as the years
and as the faces change

and as the dreams remain the same
here am i

where is there to go?
there are no hiding places

we are on the sacred shore
we have our special lines to speak

and as the dreams DO
remain the same

i'll always
remember
you
and what it was you tried to say

years
faces

come
stand strong
then  fade

and i

and you

and i

in our faces and years

with our special lines to speak

 
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